by Bongani Zungu/Singular Poet | Apr 29, 2022 | Issue #4, Issues
The electricity of ears, gnawing.A field finds fur crawled flat byparalyzed tails, by those laidopen; who knew of webbed-feetfear, tinted metallic-red and rodenttrots in the shallows.By bones, broken bare in the bellyborn so old; and lostfor the lust of Chenuzi.The...
by Melissa Owens | Apr 29, 2022 | Issue #4, Issues
We make ourselves better than our parents. We grow up and leave home. We go far away and try to find the places where our parents have never been, and do the things our parents have never done. We travel to countries they never travelled to, and learn...
by Elizabeth Ellson | Apr 29, 2022 | Issue #4, Issues
“How is your heart?”Which, I swear, is a way to say I love you.Reginald Dwayne Betts i have been waiting to write youtill there were words concrete enoughto welcome my hand to writeall day i will stare at wordsand all day i will think of youwhat you would make of...
by Andrew Walker | Apr 29, 2022 | Issue #4, Issues
Onions in butter bubble alone & the kitchen is quiet, starved without your...
by Andrew Walker | Apr 29, 2022 | Issue #4, Issues
Tomorrow I’ll throw this thirst who sits heavy in my chest—widen my mouth to smile out his weight. Today though,I lust for his leaden presence, how he urges my lungstogether like a kiss, the...
by Letitia Jiju | Apr 29, 2022 | Issue #4, Issues
Ram,I hitch the light off Ayodhya’s wickto scour me off your Sita.Stir up a...
by D. Parker | Apr 29, 2022 | Issue #4, Issues
crept crawled | dragged its knees | stabbed elbows into polished | wooden floors | eyes fixed on climax | between crumbs ...
by Kiri DeLande | Apr 29, 2022 | Issue #4, Issues
Mama’s quick to crack these brown, hardened backs, snappin’ ‘emand crackin’ off the tail-ends of these tubers, checking for isolatedimperfections – and she’s quick to inspect ‘em, making mad stacksof lonely, rejected vegetables ‘til she finds cassava flesh so white...
by D. Parker | Apr 29, 2022 | Issue #4, Issues
i disturb your side | of the bed | empty |cold | neat | crisp | impeccable snow | je t’aime & je t’attends | ...
by Jeremy Freedman | Dec 13, 2021 | Issue #3, Issues
Everywhere I go I courtthe ambiguousamphibian atmosphere—the momentum of nostalgia—I remain unsteady—dizzy from the breath of beauty,only incidentally free,marooned, unraveling.I no longer see your...
